Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 57
Yan Zhihui walked quickly to the side of the bed, sat down, raised his sleeves and reached out to touch Xie Cijiu's side face, "I wish I had paid more attention yesterday."

The quilt was very thick, and Xie Cijiu's forehead was covered with a layer of sweat, and the previous veil had already covered him with heat.

Yan Zhihui reached out to take it off, and with a swipe of the other hand, the copper basin was drawn by the golden light and flew over. He threw the handkerchief in and washed it. After wringing it dry, he carefully wiped Xie Cijiu's face.

The movements are gentle as if rubbing a fragile treasure.

Xie Cijiu felt a coolness in a daze, something was swimming on her face, she groped and stretched out her hand to hold it, Yan Zhi returned his hand, he looked down at Xie Cijiu's hand holding his fingers , chuckled, broke free gently, and helped her put it back under the quilt.

"Yin Shuang, the porridge is ready, you—" Hong Xue pushed the door open, and the voice came first before anyone arrived.

Yan Zhi turned his gaze back slightly, raised his index finger and middle finger, and struck with divine power, Hongxue was pinned in place, and when he closed his eyes, his head drooped.

Yan Zhi walked over, took the porridge bowl from her, and stirred it lightly with a spoon, "It's a bit hot."

He took a sip, and the taste was very bland, but it was suitable for sick people.

But the medicine and food in this world are too slow to take effect, so we don't know how long we will keep them.

He thought for a while, closed his eyes, his eyebrows lit up, and the gardenia itself flew out.

With a light tap of his fingertip, a petal fell down.

Yan Zhihui held the piece in the palm of his hand, twisted it slightly, and it instantly turned into powder and fell into the porridge bowl.

"It will save you from suffering." He stirred it with a spoon, and waited for the powder to fully melt into the porridge before turning back to the bed with the bowl in hand.

He put the bowl on the bedside, and reached out to help Xie Cijiu up and leaned against his arms, "Ajiu, eat something."

Xie Cijiu felt groggy and felt that there was someone beside him, it sounded like a man, and wanted to open his eyes to see, but his eyelids seemed to be stuck, unable to open them.

What does he want to do?
Xie Ci is still instinctively alert when he is suffering from alcoholism.

Yan Zhihui also noticed it, didn't say anything, took a spoonful of porridge from the bowl and blew gently, then pressed it against her lips, "Open your mouth."

Xie Cijiu pursed his lips even tighter upon hearing this.

Yan Zhi felt helpless, he could naturally reach out and open her chin, but that would make her uncomfortable.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Zhihui sighed, "I paid too much."

As soon as the words fell, he transformed into Princess Anbei according to Xie Cijiu's memory, Yan Zhi cleared his throat, "Cijiu, mother feed you some porridge, you can't do without being hungry like this."

Xie Cijiu was taken aback, mother's voice?
She began to suspect that she was dreaming.

"Come, eat while it's hot."

He sent the spoon forward again.

This time Xie Cijiu was silent for a while, and finally opened his mouth.

After Yan Zhihui breathed a sigh of relief, he felt sad for himself. The majestic god of the heavens, who is invincible all over the heavens, who would not respectfully retreat after seeing him?
As a result, in the mortal world, I am both a father and a mother, and I don't even have a physical body. How miserable is it?

After one spoonful of feeding, he took another spoonful and let it cool before feeding.

The back of Xie Cijiu was very cooperative, and soon a bowl of porridge was drained, Yan Zhi looked for a handkerchief, but the only one was on Xie Cijiu's forehead, it was really impossible to wipe his mouth with this.

He raised his eyebrows, put down the bowl and turned his head, nodded between Xie Cijiu's brows, "I'm offended."

He bowed his head and sucked the Xie Ci wine on his lips that still had some water.

(End of this chapter)